<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226</id><updated>2011-07-30T11:28:57.722-04:00</updated><title type='text'>尋尋覓覓的貝殼..</title><subtitle type='html'>live today to create that timeless story of tomorrow</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-4727621780855159458</id><published>2010-05-31T19:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T19:42:45.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cleasning for the new season</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc3366;"&gt;In reality, time is not counted by the second  or the hour but by the events that take place.  I pretend to keep a  calendar to remind me of these past five months however everything is a  big blur.  Slowly I must admit that I am another year older but not  wiser.  I am still searching for that motivation that lingers in my mind  but not in my actions.  How many months of laziness will be enough?  I  realized there is no answer; I must constantly push myself or be  satisfied by staying still.  I may claim to not be ambitious but there  are so many "what ifs" that make me wonder.  Curiosity can only be  satisfied by exploration therefore the following three months I will  work towards those "what ifs."  Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0099ff;"&gt;What if I ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0099ff;"&gt;-  study more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0099ff;"&gt;- exercise more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0099ff;"&gt;- read more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0099ff;"&gt;-  bake more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0099ff;"&gt;- socialize more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0099ff;"&gt;- use the internet less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0099ff;"&gt;- waste less time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0099ff;"&gt;-  plan my days more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0099ff;"&gt;- challenge myself  more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-4727621780855159458?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/4727621780855159458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2010/05/cleasning-for-new-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/4727621780855159458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/4727621780855159458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2010/05/cleasning-for-new-season.html' title='cleasning for the new season'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-2108947182401791868</id><published>2010-02-09T00:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:18:41.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the late night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Brief summary of my current situation:&lt;br /&gt;As I am sitting in my new residence after moving in for about two weeks, I can finally take a breath and absorb it all in.  Work is going to be a huge pain and it is only February.  It is so true that there is a difference between being part-time and full-time.  Here I am after midnight trying to do more work because I feel like I have wasted so much time.  But even with all the challenges I am facing and will face, I am truly happy.  All I wish for right now is to pass my exam and so I can take the next step in this journey.  We must all move forward to learn how to stay afloat.  (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-2108947182401791868?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/2108947182401791868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2010/02/late-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/2108947182401791868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/2108947182401791868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2010/02/late-night.html' title='the late night'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-7140162964410822366</id><published>2010-01-23T14:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T14:55:22.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>your existence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Our purpose and existence has always been a mystery but I have found an answer that I can believe in.  We live to make the people around us happy because happiness is contagious.  With that goal in mind, I know what to work for and where to find the energy to continue forth.  The only part that saddens me is how hard it is to actually get to the place I need to be.  I know the destination but I fear the path.  At times I am the one holding myself back; I hold these fists knowing that is all I will have.  If I let go I will gain so much more but I cannot do it.  The reasoning is clear however I lack the directions to tell me how.  One day at a time maybe I will learn yet there are so many moments that I feel myself moving backwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-7140162964410822366?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/7140162964410822366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-existence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/7140162964410822366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/7140162964410822366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-existence.html' title='your existence'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-4177844003921476139</id><published>2010-01-13T12:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T13:02:36.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>search to be spared</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;in the darkness believe there will be light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;in silence believe in the echoing voices and the song of hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;approach the path as if there is nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;be stronger than the cold, shivering wind on a wintery night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;place faith in unseen ways and lend that hand whenever possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;live today to create that timeless story of tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;lastly find the strength to continue searching with intent to be spared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-4177844003921476139?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/4177844003921476139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2010/01/search-to-be-spared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/4177844003921476139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/4177844003921476139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2010/01/search-to-be-spared.html' title='search to be spared'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-6798804822986410295</id><published>2009-12-31T19:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:04:41.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>**2010's Resolution**</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1)  Keep better relationships with family and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2)  Pay more attention to my health (more rest, better diet, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3)  Make time to enjoy cooking/ baking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;4)  Think before I spend (learn to budget and plan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;5)  Put forth greater effort into life (take chances and explore challenges)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;6)  Learn a wiser method of time management (less days of waste)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-6798804822986410295?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/6798804822986410295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010s-resolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/6798804822986410295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/6798804822986410295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010s-resolution.html' title='**2010&apos;s Resolution**'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-4451266652379279852</id><published>2009-12-08T12:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T12:45:48.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>expectations..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;are you one of those people that set high standards for yourself or are you one of those people who rather just be happy?&lt;br /&gt;I do want happiness but I fear disappointment. Not disappointing others but actually myself. Have you ever wonder what your full potential is or what you are able to do when you try your hardest? That is what I fear, not doing enough and being enough for myself. I can feel myself being still too selfish. I am not ready to share yet. I do not want to compensate my time or have to deal with someone else's obligations. I still want to be me and me alone. As the year comes to an end, my dreams of having a career grows stronger, my hope of making a "home" comes closer but my desire for a family is fainting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-4451266652379279852?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/4451266652379279852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/12/expectations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/4451266652379279852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/4451266652379279852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/12/expectations.html' title='expectations..'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-6606488419053757260</id><published>2009-11-22T14:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:26:44.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams do come true</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;slowly as the year ends, i realize how lucky i am especially these past few weeks... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i passed one of the four parts to the cpa exam!! one down three more to go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;also.. i am going to be getting a place of my own.. so excited!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;aside from that nothing else is really new but thanksgiving is coming.. i can't wait for some turkey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i am hoping that luck stays with me for the next three months and life will be just perfect afterward...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;anticipation is a great thing when everything starts to fall into place  (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-6606488419053757260?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/6606488419053757260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/11/dreams-do-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/6606488419053757260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/6606488419053757260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/11/dreams-do-come-true.html' title='dreams do come true'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-7495858029176438005</id><published>2009-11-03T18:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:09:27.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>不同的幸福</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;我在看「下一站，幸福」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;裡面有一句對白我很喜歡…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;　你知道在冰場上如果說&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;　把手交給對方　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;　就等於把生命也交給他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;　我剛才說我會牽著你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;　就等於我會承諾保護你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;　不顧一切&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;看見吳建豪我就會想起一首他的歌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;一首非常感動的歌，一首會讓我哭的歌，一首我也害怕聽的歌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;不只到你們有沒有聽過　是叫&lt;a href="http://du.lonelylive.cn/COFFdD0xMjU3Mjg5NTgyJmk9MjIxLjE4MS42OC43MiZ1PVNvbmdzL3YyL2ZhaW50UUMvODIvOTgvY2RlODVjNmNmNjhhOWU2NDA4NjAxZDBkZjg3ZDk4ODIubXAzJm09MjdlZDNmYmUyMmE3MzgwOGEyZWYxOGE4OTMzMjZlM2Ymdj1kb3duJm49wujC6CZzPc7ivai6wCZwPW4=.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;「媽媽」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;甚麼是幸福？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;雖然我一直在尋找可是我都不清楚我想要的幸福是怎麼樣的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;也許能給人幸福都是幸福的一種，不只到哪一天我可以做到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-7495858029176438005?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/7495858029176438005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/7495858029176438005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/7495858029176438005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='不同的幸福'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-4780693816726477938</id><published>2009-10-28T18:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:29:49.298-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the secret is out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-TW"&gt;在一本書裡我看到這些談話&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-TW"&gt;人會問怎樣可以找到快樂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 153);"&gt;　　&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-TW"&gt;孩子來這個世界的時候手握著拳頭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 153);"&gt;　　&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-TW"&gt;老頭子離開這世界的時候手是張開的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 153);"&gt;　　&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-TW"&gt;因為他明白甚麼都不能帶走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51);"&gt;In the back of our minds we understand the idea but how many of us can put this philosophy into practice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-4780693816726477938?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/4780693816726477938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/10/secret-is-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/4780693816726477938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/4780693816726477938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/10/secret-is-out.html' title='the secret is out!'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-3494133127755002210</id><published>2009-10-27T19:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:54:38.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>milestones..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;As I take a second to sit back and breathe, I start to realize the milestones I am passing.  Last year around this time I was still in class thinking what in the world am I going to do with my life... This year I chose some paths and now I am hoping I will be able to do this for the rest of my life.  The milestones of this year are: college graduation, first official job... and maybe something else too if the numbers are right and fate lets it happen.  I have been avoiding goodbye to my childhood ways but it is time.  I have to be a grown-up now and become responsible for myself.  What a scary thought!  The last thing I ever wanted is full independence because I lack that courage and strength.  I guess time only allows me to complain a little and to take another deep breath to keep going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-3494133127755002210?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/3494133127755002210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/10/milestones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/3494133127755002210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/3494133127755002210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/10/milestones.html' title='milestones..'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-5686317035564188571</id><published>2009-10-20T18:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:15:21.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Take it back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660066;"&gt;I was briefly on facebook today and saw quite a few messages about the same topic.  I was shocked at what this world has come to and sadly I am a huge part of it.  So I have decided to "take it back."  Now you may wonder what in the world I am talking about and I suppose I should share.  The topic I saw was that people "lost" their cell phones and did not know what to do.  Technology has taken over the world and our dependency on it is incalculable.  I say no more!  I am taking my life back hence I will severely decrease my time from the internet/computer.  What happened to real communicate such as--- hanging out with people and actually having a conversation?  Unless one is worlds apart there is no need to communicate through email and other similar things.  I understand that at times it is convenient and nice to leave short messages/notes but there should be a limit.  I personally spent the last couple of days not knowing how much time I wasted on the internet accomplishing nothing at all.  One has to know when enough is enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-5686317035564188571?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/5686317035564188571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-it-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/5686317035564188571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/5686317035564188571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-it-back.html' title='Take it back!'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-2439713137568409011</id><published>2009-10-10T23:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:06:10.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a toast..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let's raise our glasses and give a toast to the things we can live without!  We come into the world dependent upon the ones who gave us life yet never realizing our survival is actually dependent upon ourselves.  We are the only ones that can provide us with the strength to breathe and to live.  Shamelessly we are in search of answers and people to fill this void in our hearts however the truth is we are the only ones who can fill that hole.  The difference between "alone" and "lonely" is minimal in the definitions of the words but is great in the meaning of life.  Lonely is a feeling we usually get yet alone is how we were born into this world.  Alone is what we will always be at one point or another in our life.  But the toast is for when we can happily live with this fact.  We eventually will learn to let others walk into our lives without letting them take over our well-being.  Dependence must be upon ourselves as we are the only ones that can guarantee to always be there every time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-2439713137568409011?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/2439713137568409011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/10/toast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/2439713137568409011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/2439713137568409011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/10/toast.html' title='a toast..'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-3327005830992332990</id><published>2009-10-02T22:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:31:39.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>turning the pages..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I believe the saying goes "time flies when you are having fun," but a month of the real world is hardly fun.  I wish work was more challenging or maybe I need to put in more effort.  I do not remember the last time I was so bored.. I even almost fell asleep!  And studying is not really studying at all.. motivation where are you??  I need a better method to achieve this goal.  Aside from work and studying, I feel such relief or maybe the better word is freedom.  It brings me back to that poem with the chains that I finally freed myself of and have found that home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;For the first time since high school graduation, I am no longer mad at them; after four years I can feel the words they have been saying.  I believe there is a god(s) out there who knows what kind of person I am deep down inside.  I know my values differ from the norm but in the end, it is my life and why should I not be happy?  I always thought that no human being would understand but the truth has awaken a new me.  Maybe I was too blind to see or maybe the teardrops in my heart have finally dried up.  I can still hear those words ringing that brighten my day and our relationship for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-3327005830992332990?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/3327005830992332990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/10/turning-pages.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/3327005830992332990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/3327005830992332990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/10/turning-pages.html' title='turning the pages..'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-2682086464406550389</id><published>2009-09-24T21:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:34:10.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cloudy with a chance of rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;If you had asked me recently how have been doing, my answer would have okay, and if you knew me then you would know that it was a lie.  If you asked me what me mood was then my answer would be cloudy with a chance of rain.  People as human beings are weak in that they have considerate feelings and know how to beat around the bush.  When one loses that weakness then the creature within them has emerged; no one should or would want that as a "friend."  I am free and I have been wanting this freedom for so long.  The relief is indescribable.  It was a bad obsession and those are the worst.  But now my answer to your questions would be that the drizzle is bringing a rainbow.  (= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-2682086464406550389?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/2682086464406550389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/cloudy-with-chance-of-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/2682086464406550389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/2682086464406550389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/cloudy-with-chance-of-rain.html' title='cloudy with a chance of rain'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-4475930593766114666</id><published>2009-09-21T22:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:34:50.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday I was me but today I am gone</title><content type='html'>Instead of focusing on studying, I decided to browse through one of my old journals and came upon this old poem.  It was written on April 20, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"A Lonely Place to Be"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yesterday I was me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; 　　　　But today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　　　　　I am gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;like the wind that blew by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　light and soft &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　　　　　Yet un-graspable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;My thoughts are still within &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　Passing by and by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　　　　　If they were only like the Wind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　Passing by to never return &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　　　they remain like Chains to a gate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Let me be free! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Now tomorrow's me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　I have not found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　I believe it is lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　　　　　in a world of Change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Home where is Home? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　　　　　I think it is gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Drizzling rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　　　　　　　leaves little prints &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　　　　　a guiding road, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　　　　　　　a star lit sky, to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;　　　　sweet sweet Home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yesterday I was me, But today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-4475930593766114666?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/4475930593766114666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterday-i-was-me-but-today-i-am-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/4475930593766114666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/4475930593766114666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterday-i-was-me-but-today-i-am-gone.html' title='yesterday I was me but today I am gone'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-1499971990794810950</id><published>2009-09-20T15:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T01:43:20.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The changes in life are as subtle as colors breaking into shades.  Yet this weekend I can actually feel the change that has taken over me these past few years.  I realize the hardest part of life is not growing up but growing apart from the people you had once known.  It saddens me to know that as I had move forward they stood still in that comfort zone.  This sounds as if I am breaking up but in any type of relationship, it cannot last if people are going in different directions.  I cannot and will not allow myself to settle.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I have all these goals for myself-- things I want to see, to learn and to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;I heard these lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;伸出雙手就能擁抱全世　相信所有的夢想一定會實現　一切看起來都不會太遙遠。。。我們不曾妥協&lt;br /&gt;They give me the energy, strength and motivation to carry on even though my youth is gone, I should still have faith and believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-1499971990794810950?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/1499971990794810950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/breaking-colors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/1499971990794810950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/1499971990794810950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/breaking-colors.html' title='breaking colors'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-5968968008277578956</id><published>2009-09-10T23:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:17:47.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pennies for your thoughts..  (=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;A borrowed translation from the beginning of one of my favorite dramas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We are all dying from the moment we were born.  On a starry night, I would like to ask my lover one day who is waiting for me in the other world.  "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Are you happy now?  Do you want to live or die?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;are style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; The abyss between life and death is narrower than the 50cm width of a fence.  The instant you jump across-- it is like a shooting star falling through the crack of a building.  Until then I am only an idle spectator of my own life.  That may be why I was chosen by fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that people only realize things after it is already too late?   One's time in life is under the control of "God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was neither happy nor sad.  Life's true joys and sorrows were just passing me by. At that time, I was still... yes I can only say this now... it was then that my life had started, when the biological clock in my body started ticking.&lt;/are&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-5968968008277578956?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/5968968008277578956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/pennies-for-your-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/5968968008277578956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/5968968008277578956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/pennies-for-your-thoughts.html' title='pennies for your thoughts..  (='/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-518799012884264174</id><published>2009-09-08T21:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:20:54.262-04:00</updated><title type='text'>where is the rain?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The alarm went off this morning and my first thought was five more minutes.  My second thought was why did I sleep so late.  The hardest part of the day is waking up especially when one knows that work is ahead.  Sadly I am starting to dread my job especially since some people make it so unpleasant!  There are so many other things I would rather be doing such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" href="http://creativeyarn.blogspot.com/2008/02/puff-stitch-crochet-beret-with-bow.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; but all I can do is rant a bit.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Why must "starting the beginning" be so difficult?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I am searching for the rain to  bring sunny days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I am searching for the wind to strengthen my grip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I am searching for the night that contains sweet dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I am searching for the wave that holds my echoing voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-518799012884264174?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/518799012884264174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-is-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/518799012884264174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/518799012884264174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-is-rain.html' title='where is the rain?'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-4264143389619325632</id><published>2009-09-07T22:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T01:41:07.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Promises are made to be kept sadly I can never follow through.  I have always wonder if one can change.  It is so sad that in appearance I can be one person but in reality no matter how I try I am still myself. "Yesterday I was me but today I am gone;" lost to the world of temptation because of the lack of motivation and determination.  None of these things are tangible but their effect on my well-being is fatal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Today I am going to change with all my might and please help me follow this path.  I must pass these four parts of the CPA exam in six months; I must keep my eyes upon the goal (no more detours along the way).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial;" &gt;~ I'm not obsessed.  I am just focused. ~ I need to start focusing on the right things now.  (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-4264143389619325632?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/4264143389619325632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/disappointment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/4264143389619325632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/4264143389619325632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-2402448318526255906</id><published>2009-09-04T23:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:15:07.817-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my name..</title><content type='html'>For those who wonder where the name of this "blog" comes from, here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有沒有聽過這個故事..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="lightFont" glow="" style="display: inline-block; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;原來人類原本和蚯蚓或海馬一樣　是雌雄同體&lt;br /&gt;男人女人密密不可分&lt;br /&gt;只不過有一天妒忌的精靈硬將男人女人分開&lt;br /&gt;就好像把一個貝殼分開兩瓣&lt;br /&gt;從此人就要尋尋覓覓去找他的另一半&lt;br /&gt;有人很幸運 　一找就找到了&lt;br /&gt;但亦有人一世都找不到。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Which person are you?  I feel like one of those who are still searching.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-2402448318526255906?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/2402448318526255906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/2402448318526255906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/2402448318526255906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-name.html' title='my name..'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-7753375337310316592</id><published>2009-09-02T21:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T01:33:44.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>walking..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I walked through the cold&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the heat&lt;br /&gt;but not from where I thought&lt;br /&gt;it would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked through the cold&lt;br /&gt;I no longer need to know&lt;br /&gt;of what I should do instead&lt;br /&gt;things will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked through the cold&lt;br /&gt;I felt the rain fall&lt;br /&gt;not that hard pouring&lt;br /&gt;it could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked through the cold&lt;br /&gt;I can breathe again&lt;br /&gt;unlike the days of old&lt;br /&gt;that won't be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The same determination always returns to me during this time of the year.  Maybe because the season is starting to change and I must physically and mentally face the cold once again.  Each day is different yet the path one takes is like a circle with no end.  It has been so long since I wrote this old poem but its underlying message is still able to awaken a new me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-7753375337310316592?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/7753375337310316592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-walked-through-cold-i-can-feel-heat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/7753375337310316592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/7753375337310316592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-walked-through-cold-i-can-feel-heat.html' title='walking..'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791703399067623226.post-871743311200206239</id><published>2009-09-01T22:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:08:26.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like a book.</title><content type='html'>There are two sides to every leaf and two stories on every page.  And so this new chapter slowly begins... I believe the first of month has a special meaning.  I received this offer on the first of April and my first day (today) is also on the first of September.  The feeling of something being final has never been so strong.  Everything and almost everyone has been so familiar and yet it is worse.  Maybe it comes with age that one would want excitement or maybe I have not found what I am willing to settle for.  My life as a kid is officially over.  I always hated moments like these; ones that put you in shock.  The night is still young and I must keep working on this book hence these are the words I will leave you with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Fantasies are so faraway, dreams are within reach and wishes are always too much work. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791703399067623226-871743311200206239?l=asearchingseashell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/feeds/871743311200206239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-is-like-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/871743311200206239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791703399067623226/posts/default/871743311200206239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asearchingseashell.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-is-like-book.html' title='Life is like a book.'/><author><name>wishful_dr34mer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02647181777455709332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4bBDlax_ns/SN4UWdQ0-zI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xd6W0udHDLw/S220/if+so.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
